Chapter 2530: Divided into the separation (23)

Chapter 2530 is divided into twenty-three
At the same time (?), somewhere in the underground base of the Melson Brotherhood.
"Wow." Biddeville followed the group and was taken to the auditorium of the Brotherhood that he had passed from before. From the luxuries of the auditorium with solemn gold carvings, the Werewolf youth saw the importance of this auditorium. The pillars were sculpted, and thousands of falcons seemed to be turning to look at him at the same time, in order to see through some of his "essence" in the flesh.
"Mr. Bedieville," in the center of the auditorium, Sir Zuster stopped and turned to the Werewolf Youth: "Before we announce something, I have to explain something to you first."
"Yes?" Biddiville responded curiously, and had already been dizzy by the golden light that glittered everywhere in the luxurious underground auditorium.
The ray is actually the candlelight on the golden candlestick around the auditorium, but the simple candlelight is reflected back and forth by the golden pillars around it, making the entire auditorium shine like thousands of golden stars, beside countless falcon statues. Floating. Attracted by this wonder, normal people are hard not to be distracted, and Biddiville even admire the group of people wearing the grand dresses, they seem so calm, as if they are not affected by this ray of light. .
"As you know, Mr. Bedieville," the academician continued: "The Melson Brotherhood is a diverse organization. It is a person who can accept different religions, different political views, different cultures, and hopes that within the Brotherhood. People can work together to build a harmonious order. Let us unite and build this organization is a concept, not a belief. However... at the beginning of the establishment of the Melson Brotherhood, there is indeed A ------ is just a belief, or a creed, that all members of the fraternity will believe and obey."
"Amount... What?" The werewolf youth heard a fog.
"A creed in that district is both a prophecy and a code of conduct that regulates every member of our fraternity. It is more important than everything else." In the case of Bediville, the academician Zuster continued. "This creed is actually very simple." ------Listen to the [it] mantra."
"it......?"
Not waiting for Bedieville to continue to question, the thick curtains in the depths of the auditorium were opened, and there was a road to deeper.
At the end of the road, in a small room, there is a pure gold, a light triangular pyramid, a pyramid with a head size. The perfect positive triangular pyramid, each side is equal in length, each corner is equal, each surface area is completely consistent, without any deviation.
Even from this distance, Bedieville can feel the perfection of the pyramid, as if anyone whispered it all in his mind.
On the golden pyramid, on the triangular plane facing the side of the crowd, a simple symbol, the symbol of the eye, is engraved.
The eye of all eyes.
It looks at everything. It knows everything. It sees everything.
Therefore, it can send out the [mantra] that guides people.
The fraternity's tokens, all the signs of the Brotherhood, and even the uniforms of the Brotherhood members have traces of this all-eye. It is everything for the Melson Brotherhood.
"This is the initial and final sacred object of the Brotherhood, [the origin of the all-seeing eye]. I believe that after you have seen it, you should know the [origin] of the fraternity's mark." Academician Zuster continued to explain "Go, Mr. Bedieville. Go and touch it. It is calling you. From this morning it has been calling you, calling you to attend the ceremony."
"why me?"
"No one knows. But this sacred object [the true word] always has its deep meaning, not something that we mortals can understand. It wants you to come, so we invite you to come. The most turbulent and chaotic in the fraternity. During the period, under the testimony of all the remaining elders, you, this outsider, was allowed to touch [the eyes of the origin of all eyes]. So go ahead and touch it boldly. It will guide you and tell you to pick it up. What to do next."
When some people's eyes are on the site, they can't help but be a bit timid: "Is it really ok? This may not be very good... I didn't even officially join the Brotherhood?"
"Never doubt the sacred object," the group of people wearing dresses, apparently supposed to be the top of the fraternity, one of the old men said: "It’s a holy thing for you, so you are here."
"It's just an object, an inorganic thing." Bettiville said, "Are you a little too much to worship this holy thing?"
"When I was young, I used to ask questions about the absoluteness of the sacred object. In the history of the fraternity, there are countless people who have questioned its power. However, the sacred object is right, it is always right. Countless people who have raised questions many times have finally found their shame to find out how stupid they are, and they doubt the authority of the sacred object. "The old man continues: "Although it seems to be an inorganic matter, the sacred object Thoughts are far more profound than us, and our knowledge is far more profound than ours. It has saved our fraternity in times of danger, and let us those who are desperate and helpless in the catastrophe of the collapse, have been redeemed again and again. The sacred object knows what we want, and the sacred object knows the past and the future, so it can guide us so precisely."
"but......"
"By the way, the sacred object was not originally stored here, it was properly kept somewhere in the headquarters of the Brotherhood." Academician Zuster continued to persuade: "Because this gang has such a big event inside, According to the requirements of the sacred objects, we took the sacred objects from the headquarters to the Cairo branch on a long journey. All this is to give you a chance to get in touch with the sacred objects, Mr. Bediwell."
"Don't force me..." Bettiville glanced at each other. It’s all about this, and it’s as if Biddyville didn’t touch the holy thing, it’s a big disrespect to the Brotherhood.
auzw.com "Just touch the holy thing, you won't lose it." Even Lawrence said: "If the boss doesn't touch it, let me touch it?" "
"You guy!" Biddeville gave a glimpse of Lawrence.
The reason why he hesitates is not unreasonable. It seems that this fraternity is not simply "something to find Biddeville to help". All this is premeditated. Maybe the "holy object" is in contact with Bediville, and the Brotherhood. People are colluding. Although it seems like an inorganic substance, a "sacred object" that does not move or attack, but Bediville has a bad feeling, always feel that as long as you touch this "holy thing", you It will be involved in a huge trend of history and begin to become involuntarily.
No, no. Perhaps the moment he stepped into the gate of the branch of the Brotherhood, he was already involved in this series of events, and he could not be alone.
"Okay. I touched it." The Werewolf youth sighed: "But don't expect anything to me. The civil unrest of the Brotherhood is your own business. It must be solved by yourself. I just promised to help hunt down the escape. A fake elder, and touch your holy thing. Other things don't mean me."
"Speaking of it." "Of course." "Of course." "Yes." The top leaders of the Brotherhood said.
The answer is so easy, I always feel that it is a routine. A sweat dripped from the forehead of Bedieville.
Despite his reluctance, he was still in the public eye, step by step approaching the sacred object ------ [the origin of the eyes of all].
It is just a golden pyramid. The eye above it is a carved pattern. It is not even three-dimensional. It is just a sculpture that is engraved on the plane (inscription). But why, by the eyes of the engraved pattern in that area, Betteville will have a very uncomfortable feeling?
It’s like, his life has been seen through this thing.
Is there really no problem touching this sacred object of unknown origin? It is not too late to refuse the request of the Brotherhood and escape from here. Will the people of the Brotherhood be angry? Isn't this a big disrespect for the Brotherhood? but------
Obviously both hateful and reluctant, as if rejecting the arranged road, but it seems that there is some invisible force pushing Buddiville, he step by step, and finally only one step away from the golden pyramid. .
"This thing..." Biddeville subconsciously reached out and tried to touch the sacred object, but his hand was frozen at the moment he was about to touch it, and he dared not move forward.
Everyone present was watching him, waiting for the moment when Bedieville touched the holy things.
However, ten seconds, twenty seconds, half a minute, one minute passed, and the hand that Bediville stiffened there still did not fall.
"Sure enough, still not ------" Just as the werewolf youth pulled back and tried to refuse to touch the holy things, his head suddenly suddenly felt heavy.
The golden eagle, the majestic and fierce red eagle ------ Horus, the watcher of the guardian of the sun, did not know where to fly into the deepest part of the Brotherhood base, and at the most When it was not appropriate, it suddenly fell on the head of the werewolf youth.
"Good Shen! You stupid eagle...!" Just as Bedieville wanted to blame the Red Eagle, his hand accidentally pressed down.
"amount!"
He touched the holy things.
Although he was reluctant, even though he was lured to the sacred object countless times, although he obviously resisted and did not touch it, he accidentally touched it.
Then, his surroundings were dark.
"Hey?" When he turned around, he could have seen nothing. The people of the Melson Brotherhood were all gone, and even the Horus on his head disappeared. The weight of the big eagle did not continue to be added to his head.
All that remains is a void, a darkness, a piece... silence. He realized that he was in a different world. Or, his body still remains in reality, but consciousness is dragged into a different space, and it is likely to be a different space inside the holy object.
Is he trapped here? In this case, it won't be... very bad?
Just as he was confused, annoyed, and regretted that he accidentally touched the sacred object that should not be touched, a white figure in the distance gradually approached.
The figure walked close enough, and when it was presented in front of Bediville, it turned out to be the image of a young dog.
"Hey, Dad." The dogman is young.
"You are... Husky?!" Bedieville recognized his son in an instant.